Circle Of Light

The only positive piece I have that I enjoy.

Twas not for me the sun did rise, but for the mourning doves sweet, soft cries.
And for all animals big and small, that needed to wake, walk, fly, and crawl.

Twas not for me the moon did gleam, but for every river and twisted stream,
that meanders through the woods and plains, refreshing all life, removing stains.

Twas not for me the stars did shine, but for love that's deeply intertwined,
with all the branches of every tree, and through the roots aimed at the seas.

But for me, mother nature left the rest, a beautiful sunrise and sunset.